Yin He's request is not too much, Lu Yixing, a key criminal, can't go in and out of Fengyang City at will like a free man, if someone finds Shangju Shengjing, he Yin He can't eat and walk around.

Dongting hesitated and really thought about it, and suddenly his waist was pushed by the person behind him, "Boom", Lu Yixuan had already pulled out the Qingfeng soft sword that the guard was hiding by his side, and staggered to his neck, so shocked that Mr. Lan and Yin He looked at each other and did not dare to move.

Lu Yixuan's face was pale but he raised his head and said: "I know Lord Yin's difficulties, it's not that I don't want to obey my fate, but not now, either you will kill me in this courtyard, or wait for me to wait for the prince to wake up, at that time, if you want to kill, you must listen to the honor!" She was concise and didn't bother to speak, before the little prince Feng woke up, she Lu Yixuan would never take a step out of the palace-

If Lord Yin wants to imprison her now, it would be faster to collect her body directly.

Yin He was really shocked by the courage and determination of this little girl, and she didn't dare to act rashly, Lu Yixuan is a laughing general who does what he says, if you forcibly press her back to the mansion now, you will probably only be able to get an entity, not to mention that everyone knows her relationship with the prince of Fengyang, if something happens in front of Yin He, yes, he probably won't need to be an official in this Fengyang region.

Yin He just suddenly remembered that when he first took office, the weak-crowned young prince put him in the coffin and gave him the official uniform.

Lord Yin squeaked and looked at Mr. Lan in Dongting: "In this case, it doesn't hurt to wait for the prince to wake up and make a decision." He had no choice but to compromise and first inform Dongting of the situation of the thief.

Mr. Lan breathed a sigh of relief and unloaded the silver sword in Lu Yixuan's hand, the little girl was fighting and killing all day long, which seemed to have contributed to the helplessness of such a situation.

Feng Mingxie's room is minimalist, with bookcases and small cabinets, which are embroidered curtains, unlike a royal relative who is above 10,000 people under one person, and seems to be a person who has entered the WTO to meditate without dust.

There is a soothing incense on the table, and you can smell the smell of decoction that is gradually dissipating.

Lu Yixuan jumped on her feet, she didn't dare to put the weight on her injured legs and feet, so she could only hold on to the table and chair and move forward slowly.

When the little prince closed his eyes, it was rare to be quiet, not like him, as if the time in the room was quietly hidden, the wooden door was bolted, isolating the noisy mountains and seas but showing that he was in a trance, lost his soul, Lu Yixuan stumbled under his feet, and the whole person almost fell on the edge of his bed, his knee bones hit the ground and his spine was numb, Lu Yixuan took a deep breath and didn't dare to exhale lowly, because she clearly saw the blood marks on the man's arms.

Criss-crossing of different shades, her fingertips gently stroked the wounds that were cut by the thin blade along the blood, for a moment she couldn't feel the pain in her body, she really wanted to ask the little prince, after so many years of torture, did he regret it, did he be unwilling.

The incense of the furnace was dim, Feng Mingxie did not move, Lu Yixuan did not leave an inch, and she did not feel hungry at all without dripping water, she heard the footsteps of the maid delivering the soup medicine behind her, and the clear soup meal on the case was cold and hot.

The spring color has changed from the singing of birds and flowers to the sparseness of the moon and stars, and when Feng Mingxie has knowledge, it has been three or four days later.

Because the begonias outside the window are full of flowers, he remembers that the tree is still only flower bones that day, his brain is drowsy, weakly bent his arms, year after year, the time of illness and coma is getting longer and longer, I don't know if the next time will not wake up.

Scold.

He laughed at himself and felt that there was a bone-oozing pain in his chest, and when he turned his head, he saw Lu Yixuan lying on the edge of the bed, his face was not good, he was even more pale and thin, his breath was weak, and his frowning eyebrows in his dream were the appearance of worrying about the country and the people, Feng Mingxie was powerless and gave up the struggle, and quietly stretched out his hand from the futon and touched her fingertips, cold and cold, and his fingers were intertwined.

Lu Yixin moved, her messy long hair slipped from her shoulders, she had no intention of taking care of it, she couldn't untie her clothes at all, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she seemed to be aware and slowly opened her eyes, blinking and still in a trance, the tears in the corners of her eyes betrayed her emotions, and she suddenly found that the man in front of her seemed to be awake.

Feng Mingxie smiled and wanted to say something, but Lu Yixuan scolded with a straight face: "Shut up!" Even with his gaze dodged, he quickly turned around and handed him the warm decoction.

Where did Feng Mingxie dare to laugh but he couldn't hold back in his heart, the girl on the shelf was a little girl who was not good and didn't like to show her emotions, the more fierce she was, the more proof she was, she was flustered, frightened and timid - she was afraid, he Feng Mingxie was sick and couldn't wake up.

There are also two rock sugars thrown in the medicinal soup to relieve the bitterness, but everyone knows that the pain of the little prince is not one or two pairs that can be cured by medicine.

The man stretched out his hand and stopped the medicine bowl: "Has Mr. Lan seen the knee injury for you?" His voice was hoarse, but it sounded like a falling cloud.

Lu Yixuan nodded, Feng Ming drank it all, the decoction was sprinkled a little, he covered his lips and coughed lightly, as if he wanted to stabilize some kind of surging breath in his body.

Lu Yixuan covered the bedding for him, and the seams were tightly plugged for fear that the cold of the spring night would disturb Ankang: "Mr. Lan told me what happened in the past," she secretly looked at Feng Mingxie's expression, there was no wave in the man's eyes, but her chin was expected, she wanted to speak and stopped, but everything was like a stalk, if you don't make it clear, this obstacle will not be eliminated, "I always thought that you suspected the reason why the saint was ill, so you told me to find out the truth, and Ren Zaifu was suspicious of your intentions and deliberately trapped me in the imperial study, Lord Ren knew early on that the East Palace was going to take the opportunity to push me Lu Yixin to the forefront, "Let her become a rebel and the key offender," you, borrowing an opportunity from Lord Ren to force Lu Yixin to leave Shengjing City. ”

This is what Mr. Lan calls a risky move.

Lu Yixin has already seen it thoroughly, if she still doesn't know, she is really the best fool in the world.

Feng Mingxie smiled reluctantly: "Leave you in Shengjing, this king is not at ease, you trust Mingchen too much." Lu Yixing's good impression of the prince of the East Palace has laid the foundation from the beginning, don't say that she is the world's people, cultural relics, and courtiers are not a few people who don't talk about it, and a magnanimous mask deceives everyone.

Lu Yixin bit his lip: "Why don't you tell me directly?" ”

"Let you leave Beijing, will you?" Feng Mingxie asked softly, she never did anything for no reason.

Lu Yixin was silent, she is a girl who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, preferring to break the casserole and ask to the end, if you don't give an answer, then she will find the answer by herself - if Lu Yixin wants to leave Shengjing City, she can only force her to find a way to live.

Since Mingchen suspects that she wants to take the opportunity to attack, it is better to plan it.

"Your friendship with Ming Zhan will only make the East Palace more guarded." His Royal Highness had just come to prominence and attracted the attention of the master and the generals and lieutenants, Feng Ming Evil Cloud said lightly, coughed lightly, and sat up with his arms bent, and the six men under the bed seemed to hear the sound and poked out his head and rushed into the man's arms to seek comfort.

Lu Yixin was stunned, it turned out that the little prince had already buried the thread more than a few months ago, and he did it on purpose.

Ming Zhan is the fuse.

Feng Mingxiao glanced at her: "Don't you complain about Ren Zaifu at this time?" ”

Lu Yixuan blinked his eyelashes and lowered his head, his fingertips pinched the finch feather embroidery on the futon, and swayed them one by one, as if he wanted to peel off the cocoon: "I guard against Ren Zaifu like a thief, and he must have felt guilty for many years." "If you want Lu Yixin to talk about it now, Ren An is the open-minded person who puts the overall situation first, from Nanping to Shengjing, the old man knows what she wants but has never deliberately confronted and approached, on the contrary, he uses the caution of landing Yixing, walking on thin ice to make himself a person who seems to be friend or foe, and complements each other.

Every step Lu Yixin took was secretly fueled by him.

Ten years ago, it was they who disobeyed the emperor's order and committed the crime of defrauding the monarch in exchange for peace in the world, and the dead became stones that could not stir up the slightest wave, but they also slowly laid the stability and peace of half a dynasty.

There is a day when the wall is ruined to be rebuilt.

If Lu Yixuan is a hero, then Feng Mingxi, Ren An and others standing behind him are also worthy of the people of Dayan.

"Ren An burned a page of the charge in front of his father's bell."

Lu Yixing's voice trembled slightly, it seemed to be from the heart of emotion and unbearable, the unembered white paper and black letters in the brazier have the seal of Dali Temple, and now, it is logical - more than ten years later, until Lu Henian's coffin was buried in Yuzhang Mountain, Ren An could quietly comfort the spirit of the sky with guilt.

The crimes convicted by the three divisions, and the people who were jointly impeached, were all high-powered, painstaking and lonely, and one by one they were guilty of moving forward.

"It's this king who has caused Ren An." Feng Mingxie said with emotion.

"You mean to say that the courtiers are stubborn." Lu Yixin muttered, one of the reasons why his father died generously at the border pass was probably because he didn't want to implicate more people in his life, and he cut off all Lu Yixin's thoughts in one fell swoop.

Feng Mingxie was stunned for a moment, and simply nodded without thinking: "Yes, it's all your fault, the king of harm missed Mr. Lan's healing and almost died outside the city, so that the treacherous boy of King Jin got into the air, and as a result, the girl who didn't know what to do was still anxious to draw a line with me Feng Mingxi." ”

Lu Yixing's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe that Feng Mingxie was so arrogant to expose the scars, she was already very guilty and self-blaming and had been kept in the dark for more than ten years, her self-awareness and understanding and the future were shaken and untrustworthy, but this man was good-Lu Yixuan was also aggrieved and unwilling, and there was confusion and embarrassment that could not be vented - she gritted her teeth and fists, clenched her fists, staggered and jumped to the door.

This is, aggrieved and angry?

"Ah, this king had a dream," Feng Mingxie sighed upward, and saw Lu Yixing's footsteps pause, "I dreamed that you left Fengyang and didn't look back." ”